|Photo description: a bright red welt on the inner forearm|
I am waiting to be assessed.
I desperately need a new wheelchair.
I no longer feel safe in this one.
But who will the assessor be?
I've seen the wheelchair I really want.
I've tried it out and felt like I was floating.
It fit me instantly I felt secure.
But will they listen to me?
I know the chair I want is expensive.
It cost twice as much as the care I bought at 16.
It is light and easy for Joe to lifet.
But will they value my opinion, will it matter?
I get bruised from using this chair.
I rub my arm against the arm.
It takes only a kilometer before the pain starts.
But will that matter?
Who will my assessor be?
And I now I know how people feel
when the assessor is me.